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GreenMamushi: Has any one seen FlippinWonka? I need her to buy me more stuff...
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2ManyShoez: Well, because FlippinWonka is sort of starving in that walled-up hole, should I go give her some food?
TheSpunky(Short)Alchemist: Hahahaha...No. No. No. She needs to learn her lesson about making me work, edit, and manage the profile even though we are all dead tired. She watched me work, while was laughing, while reading manga. I AM TIRED!
FlippinWonka: We don't own Prince of Tennis, Takeshi Konomi does though. -starts crying- THEY LEFT ME TO GO EAT PERUVIAN FOOD!
Amai Masquerade Love
Chapter 2: Eri at Rikkaidai
Normal POV
Sigh, why does it take one whole hour to get to Kanagawa from Tokyo, a black-haired girl with purple eyes thought. A voice then projected through the speakers.
"Next stop: Rikkaidai Fuzoku in fifteen minutes."
Another fifteen minutes until I can get to school, she thought eagerly, but I'm getting tired of being stared at.
Why was she getting stared at? Well, to her left, you could find a boy with curly, black hair, wearing the Rikkaidai uniform and sleeping while leaning on her shoulder.
She had tried to wake the boy up many times before, but kept failing, so she had given up. Now, there were fifteen minutes left before they had to get off the train, and she had to wake him up somehow. Talking to him did not work, so she tried poking him, pinching his nose, messing up his hair; nothing worked!
She looked around to see of there was anyone that could help. Then, in the corner of her eye, she saw a brilliant flash of crimson. She turned her head around and saw a red-haired boy wearing a Rikkaidai uniform sitting a few seats away.
Maybe he could help, thought the girl.
She then adjusted her whole body to one side, while supporting the black-haired boy with her left hand. Of course, she didn't think he was going to be that heavy. BIG MISTAKE. Her left hand wasn't enough to support the boy so he fell onto her lap and still slept soundly.
As the girl started to panic, the boy looked like he enjoyed his position of sleep much more. He moved his whole body around, STILL ASLEEP, so that he looked like a baby, cradling himself.
He is so cute… she thought, but I still need to wake him up.
"Excuse me," she tried to get the red-haired boy's attention.
He didn't notice her talking to him and continued looking straight ahead, oblivious to the girl's unfortunate predicament.
Hmm, what would Emi do? Then, as soon as this thought crossed her mind, she got an idea… I'm really sorry for this. Forgive me.
She took a deep breath, her eyes fixed on the red-haired boy.
"Yo, idiot with the freakish red hair! Would you mind lending a hand?" she yelled with her voice full of aggression.
The red-haired boy's face grew light pink. He turned his head to see where the rude voice had come from. He saw a girl with black hair in a ponytail with purple eyes staring at him.
"Ummm… Did you ju-,"
"I'M SORRY!" the girl exclaimed. "I just needed to get your attention!"
Her quick apology and suspicious honesty shocked him.
"Umm… It's okay I guess. So why did you need to get my attention?"
When the boy asked this, she began to blush a slight pink.
"Well, I was wondering if you knew him, and if you could wake him up."
"Him?" the redhead asked, oblivious to the boy on her lap.
"Yes, him," she said, pointing to the young boy, who looked very peaceful as his head rested on her lap.
"AKAYA?" The red haired boy shot up from his seat and ran over to the sleeping boy.
"So, I take it that you know him? Could you wake him up? We have to get off at the next stop in about five minutes."
"Uhh… Sure." He was officially confused. Why was Akaya sleeping on her lap? More importantly, why did she let him sleep on her lap?
He whispered into Akaya's ear. "Akaya, if you don't get up right now, Sanada-fuku-buchou will make you run 100 laps!"
As soon as the redhead said this, Akaya's eyes snapped open. His eyes were darting around with fear.
"I'm sorry fuku-buchou!" he blurted out, not looking around at his surroundings.
The girl chuckled at him. He's so adorable! she thought.
"Excuse me," she said to Akaya, who was staring unblinkingly up at her face. "Now that you've awakened, can you please get off my lap?"
He blinked, trying to figure out where he was and what situation he was in.
By now, Marui was getting a little mad at Akaya. Why didn't he quickly get off of her? I mean, she is my gir-… Wait a minute, what? Marui began blushing a deep, crimson red. Fortunately, the girl and Akaya didn't notice.
Akaya's face turned a bright pink. He jumped up from the girl's lap as fast as he could and sat straight up I his seat, trying not to look too embarrassed.
"I'm sorry! I didn't know! I usually fall asleep on the train, but I don't usually fall asleep on people's laps. I'm not saying I disliked sleeping on your lap! When I woke up, I though I was still asleep because you were so pretty…un…"
He stopped blabbering as he saw the girl was laughing. After a minute or so, the girl settled downed and smiled at Akaya. Marui, on the other hand, was trying hard to sustain his envy and jealousy.
"It's okay. I tried waking you p a few times, but you slept so soundly. Also, it wasn't that big of a deal. You are very cute." She said that with a glittering smile that made Akaya and Marui blush again.
"Well," Marui interrupted, trying to destroy the mood between his girl and the junior. "My name is Marui Bunta. This here is Kirihara Akaya. I'm a third year, and Akaya is a second year. I take it that you're new because I would definitely remember if I saw you." Marui blurted.
She giggled. "Okay, nice to meet you. Is it okay if I call you by your first names? I'm from the U.S. and I'm kind of used to it."
The two boys nodded in unison.
"Okay, so Bunta and Akaya. Is that okay with you?"
Akaya ferociously nodded his head several times; however, Bunta was only madly blushing from hearing her say his name.
"So, what's your na-…"
"We have now arrived at the station. Please watch your step as you exit the vehicle."
"Well, that's our stop. Let's go."
-After the Ride-
It was now 8:00 AM and the three had finally arrived at the school.
"Hey, so what's your name?" The two boys looked at the girl anxiously.
"My name is Eri." She smiled. "By the way, where are the tennis courts?"
The two looked at her with a confusing look.
"An old friend of mine told me to meet him there, and I'm still clueless about where everything is, so…"
"Oh, okay. We'll take you there. We were just heading to the courts ourselves," Akaya said.
"Yeah, we are actually two of the regulars on the Rikkaidai tennis team," Bunta added, proudly.
Eri's eyebrows rose in surprise.
"I see, so you guys are good at tennis? Hmm… Let's have a match sometime, okay?" She gave them an angelic smile.
"Sure, anything for you Eri." Bunta mumbled as he melted from the radiance of her smile.
"Uhh… Senpai. If we aren't at the courts in a minute, Sanada-fuku-buchou is going to give us 50 laps."
"I forgot! Eri, sorry, but mind if we run?"
"No problem."
The three started sprinting toward the tennis courts. Bunta and Akaya were neck to neck but Eri kept up right behind them. Bunta was shocked; not everyone could keep up with him, especially extraordinarily pretty girls such as her.
As they neared the tennis courts, they heard a voice up ahead.
"Yagyuu, Niou TARUNDORU!" Hearing the voice, Bunta and Akaya shuddered. Eri smiled. As they slowed down when nearing the courts, Eri saw the regulars in practice.
On the court, Sanada was yelling at Niou and Yagyuu. On the sidelines, Renji was jotting down notes and Jackal was sighing.
Bunta and Akaya just sweat-dropped at the scene. They quietly made their way into the boys' locker room, telling Eri to hide from Sanada.
When the boys left, she stopped smiling and began smirking as she made her way into the tennis courts. As soon as she opened the metal fence door, it made a scraping sound that caused Renji and Jackal turn her way. Jackal stared at the girl moving towards them from the steps. Renji opened his eyes and both stared at the girl in awe as she moved passed them and onto the courts where Sanada was still scolding Niou and Yagyuu.
By now, Akaya and Bunta had changed and was standing right outside the tennis courts. They were stunned to see that Eri had not waited for them, and instead strolled into the courts in plain view of Sanada's torture.
"Gen-cha~n." She said with a monotone voice. Sananda immediately stopped his scolding and froze in place when hearing her voice.
He knew that voice too well. Slowly turning his head around, Sanada saw Eri standing before him in disbelief.
"E-Eri, you're back from Japan?" he asked with a voice full of unexpected fear.
All of the regulars stared in shock. The stoic Sanada-fukubuchou was shaking. He was petrified.
"Ah~ don't worry. All questions will be answered in time, but before that, can I borrow Ma-chan? I need him to show me around."
Then, all of a sudden, an arm had draped around Eri's neck.
"Hey, Eri, of course I would love to show you around." It was Niou.
At this point, Marui and Akaya were standing on the sidelines with Renji and Jackal. Jackal was staring at the girl in shock, while Renji was busy taking notes with the occasional mumble of "Ii data."
Marui was about to tell Niou to get his hands of HIS girl, but was beaten by Akaya, who spoke first.
"That's not fair Eri-chan! Niou-senpai gets to miss practice? I want to skip too!" Akya whined.
"Oi, oi brat. Don't just call her Eri. She is your senpai, and shop whining." Niou said.
"Wait, so Eri-chan is a third year too? Marui asked.
Eri just nodded her head, and looked at the frozen Gen-chan.
"I guess Akaya is right. It wouldn't be fair if only Niou got to skip, so is it alright if I have a math with him? That would be enough practice; wouldn't you say Gen-chan? She smiled while saying Sanada's name and a chill went down his spine.
"Yes, that would be enough practice for Niou."
"Okay! Bunta, can I borrow your racket? Plus, I need you to be ref."
His eyes widened a bit. She was going to play with a racket she wasn't used to, against Niou? He wasn't that easy to beat.
"Sure Eri-chan…" He walked over to Eri and gave her his racket. Then he sat on the ref. chair.
"Hey Eri, let's make this a bit more interesting. If I win let's go on a date tonight." Niou smirked as he said this.
Eri smirked back. "If I win, then you have to treated all your teammates, Emi, and me." She paused for a moment. "Also, I would rather go on a date with Bunta than you Ma-chan."
Marui started to blush again. I've been blushing way too much today, he thought silently, as his faced turned so red that it matched his crimson hair.
-The "Otaku Corner"-
TheSpunky(Short)Alchemist: In this otaku corner, we will put the spotlight on one of our co-editors: GreenMamushi! Time to find out the origin of her nickname! -glares at prison cell to check on FlippinWonka-
GreenMamushi: Well...hi everyone. My name is GreenMamushi, and my bestie is FlippinWon-...oh...so this isn't an introduction? It's about the origin of my nickname? Oh okay then, hi everyone. Let's see, I like green which explains the green part in GreenMamushi. I also like mamushis which explains the mamushi part in GreenMamushi. I also adore Kaidoh Kaoru of Seigaku, so yeah. I'm also a ninja, and a simpleton. Now everyone shut up and let the audience continue reading.
2ManyShoez: MY FATHER (GreenMamushi) IS VERY MEAN AND ABUSIVE! HELP ME!
FlippinWonka: Well now that everyone had a chance to say at least one word, I'm going to crawl back to my prison cell. Please review and possibly favorite this story! It will get better because I'm writing it from a prison cell in isolation! THANK YOU! 3 -runs back to cell before being spotted-